I possess boundless talent; even geniuses are no match for me.

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In the blink of an eye, two days have passed.

Early in the morning, many students could be seen on the campus of Huaying Wuhan University, which would have been a very rare sight in the past.

Their destination was very clear: the arena area of ​​Huaying Martial Arts University.

Chen Yu, the new champion of Wuhan University this year, took the initiative to challenge many masters on the second-year leaderboard. This is a rare and interesting thing!

Many people made time specifically to see Chen Yu's abilities firsthand.

Of course, some people took this opportunity to open betting odds.

"Come on! Let's start! Let's start!"

"The odds for Chen Yu's various matches are out; you can buy them here!"

"My betting platform, Su Yan's Know-It-All, has ample funds, is honest and fair, and never offers credit!"

A man with a buzz cut started shouting at the entrance to the ring area.

Beside him was a sign that clearly displayed the odds for each of Chen Yu's matches.

It immediately attracted many people to stop and watch.

Most people trust Su Yan's reputation, as he himself is a top 20 powerhouse on the senior ranking list.

Just as everyone hesitated, a voice suddenly rang out:

"I bet on Chen Yu to win, and it's a match between Chen Yu and Fang Lang. I'll give you a thousand credits!"

1,000 credits!

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their heads.

A thousand credits is not a small amount, even for a top student who made the list in their senior year.

"One thousand credits!" Zhao Tianyi exclaimed confidently, feeling even more smug when he saw many upperclassmen looking at him.

This credit was naturally not paid by him, but by Chen Yu.

He was only responsible for earning a small amount of hard-earned money.

"I'm also betting on Chen Yu... thirty credits." Hao Xi was a little embarrassed, as she really didn't have many credits left.

On the other side, Jia Wanhao and Tang Wan also each accumulated 30 credits.

However, even with their help, there weren't many who could suppress Chen Yu.

The odds clearly show this, with Chen Yu's odds being significantly higher than Fang Lang's.

Most people have more faith in Fang Lang, this veteran powerhouse.

After all, he was at the second level of the Blood Exchange Realm, and with his mastery of Qi and Blood Martial Arts, his strength was extremely terrifying.

If Fang Lang hadn't just mastered the Qi and Blood Martial Arts, which meant he hadn't had time to engage in a positional battle, he could have easily made it into the top thirty of his sophomore year.

The arena area.

The spectator stands, which used to be nearly empty, are now dotted with a number of people.

There are even several mentors.

Chen Yu strode over with his knife in hand, his gaze sweeping over the crowd indifferently. He didn't linger for long before stepping onto the arena.

"No need to make it too complicated. Let's go one by one according to the ranking."

Chen Yu's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.

"That's arrogant! Even more arrogant than Ding Qing back in the day!"

"Seeing is believing, this Chen Yu is really asking for it!"

"No matter what, he's still a freshman. He has no respect for us seniors at all. Fang Lang should teach him a lesson."

"Let alone Fang Lang, it's questionable whether this kid can even cross the Haimingtao Pass!"

The sound of hushed conversations rose from the audience seats.

"Outrageous!" Just seconds after Chen Yu finished speaking, a furious shout suddenly rang out.

Immediately, a man with a gun jumped onto the stage, the tip of his spear pointing directly at Chen Yu.

"Duan Fuhan, ranked 87th on the sophomore list!"

"Don't think you can swagger around in front of us just because you won the Wuhan University Rookie of the Year award!"

Chen Yu did not refute the other party, nor did he waste any more words. He simply slowly gripped the hilt of the Blood Chant Blade with his right hand.

Clang!

The moment the countdown reached zero, Blood Chant was suddenly unsheathed.

The blade flashed down like mercury, accompanied by the Misty Step technique.

In an instant, even the spectators felt their senses become confused.

Duan Fuhan was the same.

All he had mastered was spearmanship; he was completely helpless against Chen Yu's perfect movement technique.

Before he could react, his spear was knocked away by a knife, and he was kicked off the stage.

"Too weak."

"Next."

Chen Yu shook his head without even taking a deep breath.

With numerous purple-quality talents, he now sees his opponent, who is at the first level of the Blood Exchange Realm, as having flaws all over his body.

He doesn't even need to reveal his second-stage breakthrough strength, so he doesn't have to worry about anyone being too afraid to step onto the stage and fight him.

"So powerful! No wonder he's a martial arts genius; he even possesses a perfected movement technique!"

At this moment, the many experts watching the battle suppressed their smiles and became much more serious.

For most people, mastering a martial art is a life-threatening task, let alone learning a movement technique as well.

This requires not only time, but also an extremely terrifying talent.

After all, a sword technique and a movement technique both mean that to break through to the Enlightenment Realm, one needs to comprehend two different martial arts principles.

While combat power increases, the threshold for breakthroughs also doubles.

This is also why most people only practice one main combat technique.

"Breaking through the limits of one transformation, mastering Qi and Blood Martial Arts, and perfecting movement techniques."

"Without a master at the second level of the Blood Transformation Realm, it will be truly difficult to deal with this Chen Yu!"

"Not bad. He's still the freshman king of Wuhan University this year. It would be so disappointing if he lost early on!"

As everyone was talking, another top-ranked second-year student jumped onto the stage.

As expected, Chen Yu knocked him off the stage in just one round.

Eighty-seventh!

Eighty-fourth place!

Seventy-nine!

......

Seventy-two!

In less than ten minutes, eight top-ranked students from Huaying University made their appearance.

Without exception, all were defeated!

Even Chen Yu's internal energy and martial arts techniques couldn't be forced out.

"Chen Yu is awesome!"

"So what if they're sophomores? We'll still crush them!"

"Let the sophomores see what a real Wuhan University rookie king looks like! They're just living in an era without you!"

Cheers and shouts of encouragement rose and fell, all coming from the freshmen of Huaying University.

In their eyes, Chen Yu's ability to defeat the top-ranked second-year students was a great honor for the first-year students!

Many older students, upon hearing these words, couldn't help but show their annoyance and whispered sharply:

"They're just better than a bunch of shoddy workers who've undergone a complete blood transfusion; what's so inspiring about that?"

"What's all the noise about? The next one is Hai Mingtao, a second-level Blood Exchange Realm cultivator. Chen Yu is bound to lose!"

At this time, many senior students placed their hopes on Hai Mingtao.

Chen Yu, as a freshman, defeated many top sophomores on the leaderboard, which made them lose face. They were just waiting for Hai Mingtao to turn the tide.

"Hai Mingtao, be careful, this kid's a bit cunning." Fang Lang said solemnly, his arms crossed over his chest.

"Heh, just a one-stage breakthrough. Let me show him what it means to respect elders." Hai Mingtao waved his hand. "I'm definitely no match for him in the future, at least not now..."

"Take him down, easy peasy!"

Having said that, Hai Mingtao confidently stepped forward, sword in hand.

With the second level of blood exchange, Chen Yu is no match for him in terms of absolute suppression in terms of blood and energy and realm!